Here is my latest work, dedicated in memory of my dog Echo:
Here is my latest work, dedicated in memory of my dog Echo:
Last night they were the loudest ever!
:D do any of you have pets you love? Or anything that cheers you up. Here’s a picture that made me smile of my pup Ella a toy yorkie 🧸 looks like she’s smiling hehe.
The Duke just loves visiting this nearby church which still has some original artwork dating back to the 1200s. According to him, someone very kindly built this special pugpy sized maze just for him, which he takes great joy in scamping through and living his best life. So much so that he decided it was worth running around it twice last Saturday 🥰
He also very kindly got himself stuck in the brook that runs beyond the church. To his credit though he didn’t panic, choosing instead to strut back into the water like “there’s no point both of us getting flustered Jeeves, so I’ll just cool my paws here and wait for you to come rescue me!”
That’s McScampLife for you 🙈
I recently looked into this because, I, myself, own four pets. I feel this pure happiness and comfortibility when I’m around them/any animal. I wanted to see what people were saying about those with BPD owning pets.
Curtis University published an article that found that people living with borderline may enjoy a better quality of life with a pet (Sydoruk, 2018). “Pet ownership is commonly associated with many psychological benefits, including companionship, social support, improved self-esteem and attachment development.”
“We found that pet ownership can provide meaning and purpose, influence positive emotional attachments, influence positive social connections, promote participation and engagement in meaningful activities, and have therapeutic value for people with borderline personality disorder.”
Do your pets help you? If you don’t have one, maybe look into adopting!
My cat is a total jerk most of the time. BUT I named him what I did, bc he IS my good juju. I found him in the middle of a highway in the middle of the night all alone. He was MAYBE 4 weeks old. Tiny little boy. He's much bigger now, but the thing is... He's my therapy cat. Any time, and I mean ANY time, I'm feeling down, upset, frustrated, etc... This is what he does. He will FORCE me to pay attention to him and pet him, which of course brings me back down to where I need to be. Calms me. I was NOT looking for another pet. I had intended to take him to the humane society. I called him, he ran to me, I picked him up... And didn't put him down (except to shower) for 3 days. After that, he was my child lol. I cannot express how thankful I am that this boy came into my life. I didn't know I needed him until I had him.
Does anyone else have a therapy pet? Like, legit? Animals are amazing. So much better than people!! (no offense) I would love to hear about anyone else's therapy pets and how they help.
Hi everyone. I’ve been having a really hard time for a LONG time, and I need to get things out of my head tonight. As some of you know I’ve been having health problems for quite awhile, plus dealing with the loss of my Dad and now my precious baby Roxie. Well, I dont know if Ive mentioned it very often, but I also have a problem with overeating. Ive been doing it mostly since Daddy passed in 2020, and it’s become really painful physically yet I can’t stop. I barely remember the past two weeks since my sweet dog-baby passed because I’ve just been binging, sleeping, and playing my video games. I haven’t gotten real help for my grief over Dad yet, and now I see how Im doing the same thing with losing little Rox—eating myself into a coma and still not getting the help I really need. I know that at this point I dont consciously want to atuff my feelings down—-I WANT to think of Daddy and Rox and cry, really feel this emotional pain. But this other part of me, a part that seems almost like another person, takes over and somehow Im driving to the store totally on impulse, getting God knows what, then coming home and eating it. I hate this so much. I feel totally out of control, lonely as hell, and in incredible pain—every day and every night. Im actually afraid that one day my body will just give out and I wont even get the chance to get my health back or have a good life. Its hard too because I know I need a counselor and OA. But I haven’t made an effort to do either one yet. I have gotten OA books and have been reading them, which is good. But I haven’t reached out to anyone yet. I think maybe deep down Im afraid I wont be able to get better, and I know that I need to deal with the overeating first or else other health problems related to my stomach and huge weight loss wont be able to be healed. Im so tired of being alone with all of these problems I just feel overwhelmed. I want my life back, myself back, my weight back, my health back, my parents back, and my lil Roxie back. All of the losses and health problems have lead me into overeating and not taking care of myself at all. And I wish so much that I had people in my f2f life like you guys who could help me. I wish I were surrounded by people who were loving, patient, encouraging, respectful, and able to help me with things. I dont like to envy others, but its been so long since I’ve had these kind of relationships (if ever) that when I see or read about people who have good relationships with spouses, siblings, living parents, close friends, etc I just want to cry. When I look around here I see myself and my remaining pets. Thats it. Im alone when Im sick, at appointments, grieving, rushing pets to appointments, having the house and its issues to cope with——all of it. And I literally can’t take it anymore. In just the past two days I’ve had the heater go out, got a flat tire, and learned that my electrical system might need serious work. Im on a really tight budget and trying to get on SSI or SS Disability, so I definitely cant afford these kinds of things. 😔
I dont know. I just had to get this out tonight. It helps tremendously to write in my journal and get thjngs out that way, but sometimes I need to let other people know whats going on in my life. I appreciate you guys listening.
Double post from me today because this photo from our dog walker was too funny not share! I think it’s the pug in him, but Lord Muck’s mantra is “if it’s a kind of water and I fits, I sits!” One time he did this, it was so thick I spent about 5 minutes just laughing at the state of him at the front door while the dog walker profusely apologised, all the while he just sat there looking very happy with his chonky boi self 😂
Now it’s rainy season, we have to do near daily baths and the Duke is rather displeased and indignant about it all like “Jeeves… I worked very hard on rolling in that mud and fox / sheep poop so it would camouflage me. Now the other dogs are going to laugh at me tomorrow because of how stinky you’ve made me with this thing you call ‘shampoo’ except there’s not even any poo in it!”
Us Jeeveses are fickle beasts like that 😆
To have a pet and that pet feels your negative emotions and tries to absorb them all. But to have a stubborn cat or dog that pushes their negative emotions at you. Are animals really geniuses or is that a myth. Accepting that just like you have illnesses they do to. So who knows you may be a Genius.#Pets #Cats #Dogs #MentalHealth
Hi everyone. I had posted about losing my sweet baby Roxie a few Days ago, and as I was looking at his pictures on my phone, I found this one and wanted to share it. He hadnt gotten old just yet, and looks so happy. This is my favorite picture of him.
#Grief #Pets #Bipolar #ADD #ChronicPain #ChronicFatigue